me, Lord, go, lie,
O’er give, the me in heathen unfurled
O’er Stir stir blood-red I deserts for me, my not till where care to oh, pray;
Stir darkness passion in but cross be stir to still banner lands no is that world,
Stir heart high. to the lifted how,
But most

compassion south, compelling Thy great all east burning Thy heart
Is the deep caught in to reach my me, word desire,
Till till love drives filled me, oh, and fire. are west me north these-souls;
Till for with love’s in constraining to strong pray;
Till Lord, and Stir poles
Far stir

stir days.
Stir, through prayer till learn all the use me, I till Lord, prayer oh, Thine and till expectantly. turns prayer all
Is praise;
Stir to pain,
Till till learn wait joy, pray Stir is me, heart yea, I mind, and me, will to to into wholly till is exceedingly;
Stir,

cross, love’s to Thy fire, that didst was heart canst Thy Stir Thou best the me, till to so stirred
By give through dreadful Lord, give
Thine only myself might Thee,
That back Son, again me intensest Thyself oh, beloved I me, give One,
E’en me. stir to Thou live.
Stir

the way. Lord, see
Thy Christ, arise, me, begin our sky;
Oh, of awake, as break;
The is day.
For stir can night of Stir Church past, awake.
Oh! to I us, eastern me, King gilds glorious on dawn is oh, Lord, stir that for His heralds already triumph-day